pb&j

we were playing peanut butter sandwich. i was the peanut butter. the pillows were the bread.

he pretends to eat the pillows and i yell 'don't eat me, don't eat me!'. then he gets that deep gut giggle.

tonight though, he missed the bread. and bit the peanut butter instead.

after my shriek, i told him to say he was sorry.

instead i got...

you hurt my mouth, mommy
oh really? how?
when i bit you, your back hurt me. say you are sorry.
uh, ok, i am sorry.
it's ok, mommy. accidents happen.

and off he went. no apology to the peanut butter.